Looking into the distance, a village at the foot of the mountain, smoke rises, one after another, fertile land, surrounded by mulberry trees and green bamboo.

In the meantime, the roosters and dogs barked, and the children frolicked and played, full of joy; The old man played chess and chatted, and was at ease; Peasant women, peasant women plough the fields and hoe grass, forgetting to look forward to the harvest of the coming year.

It was supposed to be a place of peace and tranquility.

A pair of neat soldiers wore majestic armor and walked into the village, and a respected old man greeted him, looking at the soldiers in front of him with kind eyes, "Master Jun, who are you?" ”

The leading general said solemnly: "The new emperor ascended the throne and wanted to go on an expedition to Goryeo, so he came to recruit troops. ”

The old man was the village chief of this Luzhu Village, and the smile on his face gradually became stiff, "Official, didn't you just recruit a few years ago, and the young people in the village have actively joined the army." ”

The soldier respectfully hugged his fist into the distance and said, "This is an order from the top, in accordance with the will of the current emperor, we are also acting on orders." ”

The old man frowned, if a young man was recruited, who would do the work in the field, and the women alone would not be able to do the heavy work, "Official, there is really no surplus labor in our village, can you be accommodating." ”

The fourteen or five-year-old child staggered a little and brought a bowl of water to the general's side, "Uncle." Have you seen my father, he went out a few years ago, and my mother told me that if a soldier like you in a mighty military uniform appears, my father will come back, where is he ......"

Before the child could finish speaking, a peasant woman dressed in burlap trotted forward and hugged the child, "Master Jun, the child is not sensible, don't be surprised" pressed the child behind her as she spoke, lest the general anger the child.

The general's serious face softened a little, as if thinking of his own child, "It's human nature for a child to miss his father, and I can't get along with a naughty boy." ”

The village woman thanked her again and again, and hurried away with the child in her arms.

The village chief said that he was not spared, and some young people in the village were requisitioned, and the farm work in the fields could only be carried out by the older children.

It didn't take long for some soldiers to come, and they were also conscripts, and these people were a little arrogant, and as soon as the village chief stepped forward, the leader shouted: "Old man, who is the village chief of your village, let him come out." ”

"Master Jun, the old man is, what do you command?" Although the sergeant's attitude was very bad, the old man did not dare to complain too much, and he was still respectful.

"Okay, since you are the village chief, then you can gather all the members of your village and gather in that open space."

The old man still wanted to ask what he was going to do, but seeing that the leader looked like a cannibal, he didn't dare to speak, so he could only gather the old and young women and children in the village according to the leader's instructions.

Soon, "It's all here," the leader shouted.

No one in the village, young or old, dared to face the soldiers, and they were all frightened by their cruelty, and some of the timid ones trembled.

The leader pointed to some young people who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, and middle-aged people in their forties, "You, you, you come out" After he pointed to some people, he asked a pair of hands on the side, "Is the number enough?" ”

"Three Missing"

He pointed to the three of them again and said, "From today onwards, you will be my soldiers." ”

When the people in the village heard this, they couldn't care about being afraid, they looked up at the general blankly, and the village chief said: "Master Jun, I was conscripted twice two years ago, and these people were requisitioned again, we should farm like this!" ”

"Hmph, this is the emperor's order, do you want to disobey?" As the leader spoke, the soldiers behind him raised their spears, as if they were going to do anything more.

The villagers could not and did not dare to stop them, and the people were taken away.

Only peasant women and eleven or twelve-year-old children were left in the fields, who went out before dawn every day, and did not dare to rest in the scorching sun at noon.

On the other side, countless soldiers charged, black and pressed, powerlessly rushed to the city in front, but the flying stones and arrows at the head of the city never stopped, and one after another companions next to him fell down with arrows, and some just fell, but the people behind didn't care, "those who retreat will be killed" trampled to death, and countless were hacked to death by their companions.

Seeing that he could not capture the city, the general in command ignored the lives of the soldiers and shouted: "Quick, don't stop, as long as we capture this city, we can make great achievements"

The city was not breached, leaving only corpses and fireworks everywhere, and flocks of crows circling in the air.

Luzhu Village, a rare few days of free time a year, this year's Zhuangjia is not bad, and finally has a bumper harvest year.

It's just that a group of soldiers broke out of the village, maybe not soldiers at all, but some ruffians and hooligans, breaking in from house to house, and robbing valuable things when they saw them.

"Master Jun, it's just our family's rations, we can't rob it, how can you let us live!" There was a terrible cry from inside the room.

"Let go of your dirty hands, you won't need these things in the future, what's wrong with me taking them." As he spoke, a soldier kicked away the peasant woman who was holding the corner of his clothes, still churning in and about his own way, not letting go of anything of value in the house.

After rummaging through the house, he grabbed the woman's shirt with one hand, and said with bad intentions: "It seems that you have great strength!" ”

After saying that, he smiled and escorted the peasant woman out like an animal, and outside the house was like him, each soldier pressed a person, and this time the woman, an old man of fifty or sixty years old, did not let go.

The village chief's waist was already stiff, and he said with a bitter face: "Master Jun, just let us go!" As he spoke, he fell to his knees with a thud and kept kowtowing to the leader.

The leader was unmoved, and the fat on both sides of his face trembled slightly, "Old man, these people still seem to be very powerful, and the task assigned by the above is also completed, as for you, I will spare your life." Kicked the old man over and shouted, "Take it away." ”

Seeing the soldiers pressing the villagers away, the village chief lay on the ground weakly, his orange-peeled face shed two lines of tears, and a child cried in his ears, shouting for his father and mother, and looked at the sky with his eyes: "God, are you not letting us live?" ”

Those village women and old men were pressed, walked an unknown number of roads, gathered more and more people, and finally arrived at a place.

A senior official looked at the gathered laborers, his face was happy, and he looked at the people in front of him as if he was looking at the piles of gold and silver, "Very good, the emperor asked the canal to be repaired in three months, and with these people, I am afraid that I will not be able to complete the task." ”

The next step for these peasant women and old men was to build the canal.

Digging the ground with a hoe and hoeing one by one, the bamboo basket picked up the excavated soil basket by basket, and the sweat was stained with his clothes under the scorching sun.

And the officials on the side were in the shade, drinking tea, listening to music, and their eyes were full of relief, "It seems that this time I am going to be promoted"

After a few days, when the hoe and bamboo basket were broken, they could only dig by hand, carry mud with their clothes, and eat gruel with only a few grains of rice, while the officials on the side drank wine and meat, and kept complaining about the lack of meat and wine.

As the days passed, countless people died of sickness, starvation, exhaustion, and those who were alive seemed to have lost their souls, like a living dead, and they did whatever others told them to do......

These pictures kept appearing in front of Yang Ying's eyes, the children's crying fathers and mothers, the village chiefs crying and grabbing the ground, the dead soldiers dragging their stumps and broken arms, the women and children who built the canal were like vegetables, and the skinny ones kept crawling towards him, constantly tearing his clothes, limbs, and biting his body......

Yang Ying couldn't move, but he seemed to feel the pain of these people, these children, old people, women and children seemed to have become himself, his relatives, friends, wives and daughters, as if he had experienced them.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't, he wanted to raise his hand, as if it weren't his, and it would allow these people to wail and tear at every skin of him......

An endless abyss appeared in front of him, and the old and young were constantly crawling out, pulling him and pulling him into the endless abyss.

Yang Ying wanted to struggle, but couldn't get rid of ......

He thought......

"Zheng" The strings vibrated and smashed the scene in front of him into pieces.

"No......" Yang Ying shouted, his body sat up radially, he was lying on the bed.

A breeze blew him from his misery, and he muttered, "It's a nightmare!" He was now covered in a cold sweat, even the futon was wet, but the situation in his dream lingered.

The sound of the piano in the "no" dream and the faint sound of the piano when you are about to sleep are so similar.

"Who is it?" Yang Ying shouted, he also understood that he was being calculated this time, but this person was too powerful, he could create a dream with the sound of the piano, he quickly put on his coat, picked up the pure sword, and rushed out with an arrow.

He could still vaguely remember the sound of the piano coming from there.

Outside, the air was cool at the beginning of the heavy rain, and a drop of water dropped from the eaves from time to time seemed to confirm that it had just rained before.

A gazebo, revealing the back of a person, a little slender, with a wooden hairpin on his head, a plain white linen clothes, and a waterfall-like black hair hanging.

In front of him was a quaint xylophone.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the sky after the heavy rain.

Yang Ying saw that anger came from it, and everything in the previous dream must have been his ghost.

"I don't seem to have any grudges with Your Excellency, why do you calculate with me." Yang Ying asked without sadness and joy.

"Young Master Yang, long time no see." The man turned around, and a beautiful woman appeared in front of Yang Ying.

She was dressed in a plain robe, but it was difficult to hide her beautiful and vulgar face, as if she was a fairy who had been lost for nine days.

She had a faint smile that made it hard to get angry.

Even so, Yang Ying still looked vicious, and said sharply: "Shi Fairy, this is how you meet your friends, do you have to use a blow to me every time you meet?" Yang Ying teased.

"Don't blame Young Master Yang, it's the concubine's fault." Shi Fei Xuan said apologetically on her face.

The resentment in Yang Ying's heart naturally can't be let go like this, but the situation is stronger than people.

With his current skills, he still can't see the depth of the concubine, even if he looks at it with the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique, it is still white, as if there are countless mist shrouded in it.